The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 809

At noon, Rosalie and the others found a restaurant nestled within the amusement park to have lunch. The two kids had a good appetite because they were tired from playing, and they devoured their food eagerly.

After finishing their meal, the children voiced their enthusiasm about heading to the amusement area of the restaurant to play.

There were already many children playing inside the amusement area. Rosalie turned to Jonathan and said, “I’ll take the two kids over there first.”

With that, she walked toward the amusement area, one child holding each of her hands.

Jonathan observed their retreating figures with a gentle warmth in his eyes. They were his dearest family, and he would only allow his affection to flow when he was with them.

Perhaps the only thing Jonathan worried about now was that memory, the true reason she had left all those years ago.

He thought, “If the reason was genuinely because she couldn’t accept me and chose to leave, what should I do? Should I find a means to ensure she never regains that memory, or…”

Jonathan’s eyes flashed with darkness.

Meanwhile, Rosalie let the two kids go in to play in the amusement area. She was watching over them by the fence outside and told them to take care of one another.

The two little ones agreed, and Jennifer then eagerly took her brother’s hand and ran toward the slide. Rosalie smiled and watched the two kids playing inside. But after a while, her gaze froze for a moment when she spotted another two figures tucked away in a corner of the amusement park.

One of them was the same little girl she had encountered earlier. She was now squatting before the little boy, seemingly talking to him.

The boy, in turn, was also squatting on a soft cushion. His dark doe eyes. were fixed on the little girl.

In an instant, Rosalie felt as if she had been struck by something when she saw the little boy from not far away.

beautiful child, but he appeared

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he appeared thinner than

facial features were exceptionally delicate, which gave her a faint sense of familiarity, as though she had

it be that this child

gaze appeared empty, akin to an endless, icy abyss. His young face remained devoid of any expression, as though

of the first time she had met Jonathan. Back then, he was the same as this little boy.

difference was that Jonathan was an adult. Yet, this boy before her was just a child, and it appeared he had lost every

emptiness, he seemed to be listening attentively to the little

the fence, Rosalie instinctively moved closer to them outside

she heard the two

want to play? It’s so much fun! Look. Everyone is playing here. Why don’t we play

little boy remained silent and looked at her

to play. Zeki, will you

the boy named Zekiah readily agreed without hesitation.

only mirrored Jonathan in his

children got up and the little girl took

Patrick said to the older boys, “I’m talking about him. He’s really good at fighting. I’ve never seen him lose. You guys definitely can’t

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talking about?” the little girl

at fighting!” Patrick remarked with a

said so to arouse the competitiveness of the other

boys immediately challenged Zekiah to a